Anny

Moonlight killers

Standing in front of the mirror

In my room

My grandmother’s

Necklace on my pale neck

It s two am

I have nothing to do with sleep

I make a step back

Now I’m right where the moonlight bleeds

It’s blood I drink as water

Every day

 

I commit to this crime

Of killing the moonlight

Wherever it tries

to break trough my eyes